Fuck why did I do it, I was laughing at the start and now I can't believe I have almost written a Kronii hand fic

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I want to off myself.

"Mr Anon, a word."
You nervously followed the doctor to outside Kronii's room.
"She is in a stable condition, but the procedure had... side effects..."
Sweat drips from your brow, you're happy she is alive but the knot in your stomach tightened at the term "side effects".
The doctor flicks through a file in his hand, pondering how to explain it.
"I think you should see for yourself, Mr Anon."
He opens the door and nods for you to enter, leaving the two of you together.
The rhythmic beep of the medical machinery was the only noise to fill the silence of the room. Kronii lay in the bed, her head turned slowly to you as you approached.
"A-anon... I missed you"
You kneel down next to the bed, stroking her hair and sobbing quietly, you were so happy she was alive.
"How are you feeling?" Was all you can ask.
"Better now that you're here"
That soft smile, the light blush on her cheeks as she said it, the tenderness in her voice. Love.
You go to hold her hands as you had done many times before.
"Anon, wait-!"
You pull down the blanket.
You stare.
Her beautiful hands, once small and quaint, once slender and delicate...
Huge, gigantic masculine hands. Not even a leper could rival the absolute size of them.
You clasp a pinky, your tiny baby man hands dwarfed by the magnitude of her distended digits.
The long, spindly spider legs grip the blanket, ready to hide her titanic phalanges from your gaze of horror.
With a great heave you turn over a hand, she could challenge Atlus himself with lifting the world.
As you sit on her palm, drenched in the tide pools of sweat that had formed in skin crevices, you press your hand down and turn to her, both of you in tears.
"Anon... will you still love me, even if my hands are no longer small and beautiful?"

Non-canonical to Fluff's other fics.